Mar. 31st, 2007

teetheyes: (Cori - means srs business)
I didn’t go to the ‘funeral’, no surprise there. I saw the body though. Hell I think I was the last thing he saw alive. That was over 96 hours ago. Constantine isn’t dead as a doornail, he’s dead as a fucking Smiths reunion.

I’d be lying if I said I’m sorry the rest of you paid for my grief. The former boss told me once, all I did was show there are bad people out there, something people have known all along. Same thing. Everyone knows it hurts. Everyone knows guilt. Everyone knows regret. But this little prick didn’t care, I was wondering if limbo’s changed since I last visited. Regardless, the nightmares are over now, go back to sleep.

Feel free to think I’ve lost my edge; it just hasn’t found the time to say hello to some of you cunts. Other people should be so damn lucky. In the meantime, please leave the room, find a machete, and masturbate with it.

My thanks to Spider and Zatanna for doing what I couldn’t.

[This is supposed to be therapeutic?]

… Baby, watching you made me want to fuck you too, you made me feel human. Still, “My fault.” was a really shitty way to say goodbye. I miss your stubble in the sink.

Me, I'm Not )

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